Author : Wild-Melody

Disclaimer : They're mine, all mine!! Yeah, right, as if. I wish!! They aren't mine, I can't claim anything other than the story and plot, and maybe even that's not mine…but I think they are. Oh, and any unfamiliar characters would probably be mine too, but I'm not sure. LOL

Class/Genre : Drama/Romance, um…romance? I don't think there's really any in this chapter, but ok.

Summary : This was originally the ending chapter when life and my computer were really irritating me…this would be said chapter revised, and the story is being continued! Hope you all enjoy!

A/N : Well, another song chapter, LOL. The song withheld in this chapter is 'Forever Young' by Rod Stewart, and of course I can hold no claims to this song…like everything else. I hope you enjoy this chapter, as a few things will be revealed, but as is my custom, with everything I reveal, it opens up about a dozen more questions.

STAR WARS : THE NEW JEDI ORDER

I'LL BE MISSING YOU

Chapter 12 : Forever Young

"Anakin!" Jaina yelled as she ran for her younger brother. "Is it really you?" She threw her arms around his neck, half expecting to go through him, but was pleasantly surprised when she found him to be as solid as Jacen and she. She hugged him tightly, fearing to let him go, lest he disappear once more…and for good this time.

Images coalesced in her mind, images of a time that seemed so long ago…before this war or the Yuuzhan Vong ever decided to invade their relatively peaceful galaxy. A face, hard-bitten and surrounded by iron gray hair formed in her memory; she couldn't help the anger she felt at the image. The anger faded though, to be replaced by a feeling of warmth…In the end, Qorl had proved he could be somewhat trusted.

Other images floated to the surface of her memory, Anakin standing at the entrance to the Great Tower on Yavin 4, Anakin and Jacen in any number of battles, whether it be verbal or with their lightsabers. All three of them together…it would never be that way again. A rush of sadness engulfed her then and she silently cursed the Yuuzhan Vong.

Jacen slowly walked up to his twin sister and younger brother, still unsure of exactly what was going on here, wherever here might be. He stood there, looking at his brother, the brother he had grieved for. Anakin was dead…so if he and Jaina were able to touch him, wouldn't that mean they were dead also? Didn't that seem to be the logical explanation on the whole ordeal going on?

The image of Anakin's body, so deathly still invaded his mind and it was all Jacen could do to hold the tears at bay. He would not cry, he would not! Then why was it that a single tear managed to escape from his lowered lids and wind its way down his cheek?

Anakin raised his blue eyes up to meet his brother's brown ones, "You're not dead, at least not yet, Jacen." The younger Solo whispered. He detangled himself from his sister's fierce embrace and moved to hug Jacen, who moved slightly out of his reach.

"I'm not sure of all this Anakin…I'm not sure of you." Jacen said quietly. "They've done this to me before…"

"I'm not one of the Vong's ploys," Anakin replied. Then he glanced over at his sister, "I don't have the time to explain all that's happening here…you don't have the time."

"Wh-what are you talking about?" Jaina asked, her voice soft.

"The Force is forever in motion," Anakin replied, quoting what had been drilled into his mind since before he could remember. "If the two of you are kept apart, it will be the downfall of both the New Jedi Order and the New Republic. All that our family and friends have worked so hard to bring about will be undone…all will be crushed."

"How can a single person mean so much?" Jaina asked.

"Not a single person, Jaina. Two people, two Jedis. The Force is strong in our family, remember that." Anakin cocked his head, as if he were listening to an unheard voice. "Your escape will come soon enough Jacen, when you least expect it. You will also have help from where you least expect it."

He turned to look at Jaina, "So much rests on your shoulders, Sister. Although the Force is strong in all of us, it will be the strongest through you." He paused, his lids lowering over his deep blue eyes.

An image popped into Jaina's mind, she and Jag looking down into a cradle, a small infant swaddled in new born cloths peeping up at them. The infant's dark emerald eyes stared up curiously at them, a gentle touch through the Force greeted Jaina's mind.

"This…this is the future?" Jaina asked, her whiskey brown eyes greeting the stormy blues of her brother's.

"The future is always in motion, remember that Jaina," Anakin responded, a mysterious smile playing across his face. "This is just a possibility of what may come…or may not. It all depends."

"But it is possible?"

Anakin just smiled, but did not answer.

A smile spread across Jaina's face and she turned to look at Jacen. Jacen's eyes were downcast, staring at the barely discernable floor of the whatever…wherever they were at.

Anakin embraced his two siblings, "It is time for me to go, just remember to trust in each other. All hope rests in the two of you…apart you shall fall, together nothing will be able to stop you." With that said, Anakin began to disappear and the world around them began to tremble.

"Anakin!" Jaina screamed. "Don't go, not yet!"

Jacen just watched as his brother disappeared, waving distantly to them, a final farewell.

"I love you both," his voice whispered over the suddenly blowing winds.

May the good Lord be with you

Down every road you roam

And may sunshine and happiness surround you when you're far from home

And may you grow to be proud

Dignified and true

And do unto others

As you'd have done to you

Be courageous and be brave

And in my heart you'll always stay

Forever Young, Forever Young

Forever Young, Forever Young

Jaina grabbed hold of Jacen blindly, the tears running freely down her face. "We don't loose him once, but twice!" She sobbed into Jacen's shoulder. "It's so unfair!"

"There had to be a reason behind his death, Jaina." Jacen said, his arms going around his distraught sister. "There's a reason for everything…why he's dead and you and I are still alive."

"But why?" She continued to sob, the tears running heavier with each of her sobs. "Why him and not us?"

"I can't answer that Jaina, I wish I could, but I can't." Jacen said, pulling her closer to him and placing a comforting hand on the back of her head.

The space around them began to tremble and their vision began to blur. "I think it's time for us to go too," Jacen said, not letting his grip on his sister loosen.

"I'll find you somehow Jace, I promise!" Jaina cried as she felt her hold on him slipping. "No matter what it takes, I'll find you!"

"I'll make it back to you, don't worry Jaina." Jacen said, just before everything went black.

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The world shook around her and her head hurt like nothing else in the universe, but she felt strong arms around her. "Jacen…" she mumbled, reaching out through the Force in a blind attempt to find her missing twin.

He reached back momentarily, their connection as strong as ever…but then he was gone. Pulled away from her and all she was left with was a feeling of utter emptiness. She was alone once again.

"Jaina?" A soft voice called to her through the all encompassing blackness. It sounded familiar…she knew it from somewhere, but she just couldn't place it at the moment. Given the time, she knew she'd be able to put a face with the voice.

"Jaina," again the voice called, it seemed to be so much closer now. So much stronger.

She grumbled something in her unconscious state. "Lemme alone…"

"Jaina!" It felt distinctly like someone was shaking her. She reached through the Force, ready to knock them away…but she recognized the presence. She knew who it was now.

"Jag?" she managed to croak out between her cracked and battered lips, as consciousness claimed her once more.

"Jaina," relief coursed through him, echoing to her through the Force.

He was a light at the end of a long tunnel, the light beckoning her back from the brink of the darkness that had been ready to claim her.

May good fortune be with you

May your guiding light be strong

Build a stairway to heaven with a prince or a vagabond

"Jag?" her eyes opened slowly, dust flittering around the room greeted her vision once it had cleared. "Wh-what happened?" She asked, her eyes seeking out his beautiful green ones. Shock greeted her as she finally found him. "What happened to you?"

He smiled down at her, the relief apparent on his face. "I could ask you the same thing," he replied. A bright smile erupted on his face as a feeling of relief rushed through him, basking her in his love.

She looked at him, then glanced down at herself, to find out that she was covered in dirt and debris. "What happened Jag?" She asked, her head aching in a way it had no right to. She gingerly placed a finger to her forehead and found it to come back with blood when she looked. "What happened to me?"

"I'm not sure," Jag answered, pushing her back down when she attempted to sit up. "All the commlinks are down, basewide. I can't raise anyone." He paused to rip a piece of his already tattered uniform off and wrapped the makeshift bandage around her forehead. "All I know is we need to get out of here."

She glanced around the broken and battered room, barely recognizing it for what it once was. Reaching out through the Force, she sought her aunt and uncle and her mother and father. She didn't find them right away, her mind still tired and unfocused from her ordeal…Anakin, her mind supplied. Anakin and Jacen. Jacen is still alive! She thought to herself joyously.

What?

The question came to her through the Force. She glanced around the room, as if looking for the speaker.

Aunt Mara?

Jaina?

Aunt Mara! she cried out through the Force joyously.

Jaina, are you all right? Her aunt asked, her worry conveying through the Force. Is Jag with you?

Yes, I'm all right, and yes, Jag is with me.

Jaina got the faint impression of a weight being lifted off of the other woman's shoulders. Do you know where you're at?

Jag's quarters, Jaina replied.

She got the impression that Mara was talking to someone else, her attention was diverted momentarily. Can you walk? What about Jag, is he ok?

Jag is fine…I'm not sure 'bout walking though, Jaina answered. Her whole body stilled ached, and for the first time she noticed the large beam sitting no more than two feet from her…and the blood that was covering it.

And may you never love in vain and in my heart you will remain

Forever Young, Forever Young

Forever Young, Forever Young

Forever Young Forever Young

She looked up at Jag, "Jag, exactly what happened?" She asked, indicating the fallen beam with a slight point of her head.

"Nothing," Jag answered, but he refused to look at the beam or meet her eyes.

She reached for him through the Force and an image of the beam covering her mid-section popped into her head. She gasped in dismay as the scene played out in her mind…

Jag slowly awoke and it took him a moment to realize what had occurred, then it all came rushing back to him. Jaina's sudden illness, her collapsing. Him calling Cilghal, the Jedi Healer. The whole building beginning to shake…then as he was beginning to succumb to the blackness, watching as a large and heavy beam began to fall, right towards Jaina's prone form.

He crawled over to her slowly, his whole body ached and their was dull throbbing coming from his ribs. He'd probably broke a few…

He finally reached her, and he feared she was dead, as pale as she looked. There was a gash above her left eyebrow, the blood oozing from it gently. He hoped it wasn't to bad, after all he didn't have a medkit in his room…use too, but not at the moment. Damn his luck!

He tugged at the beam, but it wouldn't budge. He just wasn't strong enough! He cursed his luck again, all his training…what good did it do him at the moment!?

He looked around the demolished room, looking for anything he could use as leverage. Nothing popped out at him.

Try again Jag, he had heard someone instruct him, but there was no one there. Try again Jag! The voice had said again, more insistent this time.

Jag did as he was told. Bracing his legs and pushing all of his strength into moving the beam, he groaned as he tried to lift it once more. It didn't so much as move, not even a breadth of an inch. "I can't do it!" He had screamed to the invisible entity.

Yes you can, the same voice replied. Try again!

Jag once more did as instructed. Putting all of his weight and strength into it, but again the beam refused to move. "It's just to heavy!" He screamed. "You can't expect me to move something like that by myself! It's just impossible!"

Nothing is impossible with the Force! came the answering reply.

"I'm no Jedi!" Jag had screamed.

No, but I am…

An apparition suddenly materialized, his blue eyes sparkling with an unseen sun. Give me some help son, the man had ordered. He bent down to get a grip on the beam and glanced back up at Jag, Are you just going to stand there or are you going to help me with this?

"Who…who are you? " Jag had asked, feeling that for some reason he should know this man.

Who I am is not important, helping my granddaughter is, the man responded.

Jag had just looked at him…granddaughter…? Could this man possibly be Anakin Skywalker? Could it be possible?

And when you finally fly away

I'll be hoping that I served you well

For all the wisdom of a lifetime

No one can ever tell

Jaina looked up at Jag, really looked at him. His face was covered with dirt and his lips were cracked, blood drying there. He was holding his ribs and she could feel the pain radiating off of him. "Jag," she said softly.

He looked down at her, somehow suspecting that she had witnessed what had happened, had glimpsed it through the Force. He also knew that she hadn't invaded his mind, she wouldn't do that to him. The memory had been there near the surface…easily accessible. "Yeah Jaina?" He asked.

"My…my grandfather was really here?" she asked, her voice cracking, unshed tears threatening to spill forth once more.

"I think so," Jag answered.

The building began to creak and a few pieces of the ceiling fell haphazardly to the floor. "We need to get out of here!" Jag cried as he sheltered Jaina beneath him.

Jaina? She felt Mara's touch once more.

I'm still here, Jaina responded.

We're trying to get to you and Jag. Hold tight.

The building's starting to cave in again! Jaina cried as a large piece of the ceiling fell no more than a few feet from where she and Jag were.

But whatever road you choose

I'm right behind you, win or lose

Forever Young, Forever Young

Forever Young ,Forever Young

Forever Young, Forever Young

For, Forever Young, Forever Young

I hope you all enjoyed the latest chapter for the story, and be sure to review. Hopefully the next chapter will be out with in a week, if not sooner. I'm back! So expect much more from this story.